This vessel is a tad taller than the average size. Her name is Catori and she is a healer. She has been a great help to my family when we fall ill or even just loose our pep because of live events. Catori has always been a helper. She worked at the health center ran by her tribe. She often put in longer shifts than required because her patients “needed her”. Those who had minimum time to live she would stay by their bedside comforting them when nobody else was around. Others who were diagnosed always seemed to find there way out of the center after Catori helped “heal” then. She says her powers were passed along by her great grandmother who she never met but was talked about often amongst the tribe. Catori never once thought of herself which meant social or romantic life. She could never because too many people depended on her. It seems she was hunted down but she still does not know by who. She does feel it was someone within her own tribe who was jealous.